My mother's a moron
My father's insane
They are so stressful
they'd shrink a Great Dane
My father's a donky
or at least you know what I mean.
My mother's disturbing
on levels never seen
When seperate they're bad
but together they're worse
to them I'm a blessing
to me they're a curse
This poem I would think
to be not an intrusion
It's meant to be funny
and not disillusion
I love my parents
really I do
I just dare you to meet them
you'll go crazy too.
As this is the end of my poem today
if you'd arrest both my parents I'd happily pay
Just name a price
be it low, be it high
I'll pay it to you in cash or at the very least
(Ericas Mom) and (Ericas Dad) "We approve."
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